Dear Son #1, Daddy's uncle once told me that bigger kids equal bigger problems. At the time, I was up to my elbows in poop and vomit that wasn't my own, enjoying nights where a whole three hours of sleep was something to celebrate, and negotiating with terroris–I mean toddlers on a daily basis. At… Continue reading The Brown Potato and The Red Potatoes.
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You are you.
Dear Son #1, A couple of years ago we were told that you needed to wear glasses and so you picked out a cool "lava" pair which you thought were the coolest. Which they were. After a couple of days at school and a couple of kids laughing at you (Really? We're still making fun… Continue reading You are you.
